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Fishing
One of my biggest hobbies, when I get the chance, is fishing. Someone thing nice about sitting by a lake or river waiting for that next tight line and seeing what you’ve hooked. I wanted to talk about it because I think it’s important for me to remember that I like doing things. Like I…
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A picture paints a thousand words
I thought I would l try something new. A picture paints a thousand words and god knows how many emotions it involves as well. So I’ll pick a photo twice a week and write about it. Then see where the conversation takes us. Hopefully discovering more in the picture. It will make a change from…
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I’m Trapped in My Own Mind
I’ve been struggling with something for a long time, and I’m finally ready to talk about it. I’m trapped in my own mind. It’s not like I’m daydreaming all the time. It’s more like I’m living in a different world. A world where I’m not in control, can’t escape but everything is perfect. But then,…
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QOTD
I’ve answered and deleted it about five times. I have, what you will call, a love-and hate-relationship of camping. The posh snobbery that I was brought on taught me to turn my nose up at camping. My parents never took me camping, instead favoring static homes and hotel resorts. So naturally when confronted with “Let’s…
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Question Time
Ok to make things a bit different. ie. stop talking about my impending fate. I’ve decided to let Bard suggest fun things to blog about. So the first of these is… What are your top 5 favorite books? Tom Clancy – Red Storm rising The book begins with a terrorist attack on a Soviet oil…
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Everything is beautiful
Okay. I’ll try and empty my mind as to what was said on Saturday night and how I feel about it. We were in bed, and I was getting wound up again by things wondering why they are happening. D said “I wouldn’t blame you if you did kill yourself with everything that is going…
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Mindset
Sorry for the delay, as always, but things got a bit blurry on Friday and I don’t remember most of the afternoon. That weird thing happened again. I wake up and the world is spinning, voices are chanting like a Gregorian choir and I’m stumbling about. It feels like I’ve not taken my risperidone but…